As the evening wore on, drinks and food were served in plenty and after dancing for a while, Eamon slowly made his way back to Valerion, surprised with how intoxicated he felt after taking just a few sips of wine.
"Baby, I think I am drunk." Eamon grinned as he stumbled into Valerion's arms, snaking his arms around the dragon's waist and nuzzling his chest.
Valerion smiled at the new nickname as he embraced his mate, his fingers gently caressing his soft brown hair.
"Yes, you are a little bit drunk." Valerion admitted, his eyes darkening dangerously as he noticed that his mate had been given the wrong wine from the strong stench of alcohol that was wafting off him.
The wine that was normally consumed by dragons had a very high alcohol concentration and it easily intoxicated humans after a few sips since they had generally weaker systems.
